From The Grey House:
“Natalia.” She wasn’t wearing much; jogging shorts, a sport bra and her ever-present silver necklace. Her skin was shiny from sweat. He wanted her toned body pressed against his. His eyes showed his thoughts.
She stood with her hand on the railing, one foot on the deck, one on the step just below. He was well dressed in jeans and a black button up shirt. He was quite handsome. “Vincent.”
